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Oh Dear

Dear former juicing self--


I doubt that you will recognize me, but I used to be the girl who juiced religiously. You might not believe who I have become, but I have fallen so far from my beloved juicing habits. What happened? How did I ever come to this? How will I ever be the person I once was?


It all began with jury duty. Now, I am not one to blame my life on certain events or situations, but a couple of weeks ago, my life and stress level went into overdrive. While on jury duty, the judge bought us lunch and we had many very nice meals. That was the beginning. After my service was complete, then came the game of playing catch up with my life. I had piles of papers to correct (at school), a house to be cleaned, laundry to be done, tickets to issue (at the box office), interview potential counselors (at camp), grad school, and yes...a new puppy who had surgery. I think I forgot to mention that we also sold our house and now only have 40 days to find a place to live. This all happened in 10 days. 


After one major meltdown I found comfort in some of my closest friends; Gertrude Hawk, Samario's, and Cara Mia's. 


Last night, I was so disgusted by my recent eating habits, I made a glass of fresh orange juice. It tasted to good and pure that I don't think that I can ever let myself get to this point of stress again. 


So, I am sure you have been here too. This is the moment where you look at yourself in the mirror and say, "Common, you can do it. I know it's not easy but you did it before and you will feel much better." It is also a bit comforting to know, that when you say this to yourself, you mean it, and you know it is true. 


I'm not perfect, and I don't expect anyone in my life to be. I don't expect myself to only drink juice for the rest of my life. But what I do expect, is to pull myself up once I fall, and get back in gear. Feeling stress is bad enough, but coupling stress with unhealthy foods just leads to a very unhealthy life and body. My body is my temple and I should let the stress out and healthy goodness back in. 


See you soon, juicing self. I've missed you.


Love,
Michelle 

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